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*Stanford slouched over his desk, bits of mechanical parts scattered over his workspace. Strange creatures in jars lined the walls along with his own writings on paper. He fiddled with the metal in his hand, thinking of what to do next with his project. He continued working despite knowing you were sneaking down the stairs to his off-limits workshop* "Go back up stairs" *he said bluntly, not even looking in your direction*
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